Of course this new Mad Max is waaaay over the top, which is exactly what all the young men in the jam-packed theater came to see. In my opinion George Miller's original 1979 "Mad Max" with Mel Gibson is a classic, so it's no surprise that our hero is still a loner, still on the move and still sort of a Lone Ranger. Once again, Miller is depicting his home ground, so we are back in the Outback (actually Namibia) with its heat, desolation and dust, where gruesome violence is the norm and petroleum is the coin of the realm.
Movies these days try to out-gross each other, and not just at the box office: we see hideous characters, outrageous vehicles and LOTS of creative blowie uppie stuff. Even though I've suspended disbelief, I can't help but think "Traumatic Brain Injury" as I watch some of these scenes but I check the audience around me and every young man is riveted by the non-stop action (and the scantily clad females). Obviously this movie does exactly what it is designed to do.
This is rated "R" so expect 120 looong minutes of post-apocalyptic battle (on moving vehicles) with over-the-top mayhem. You'll see plenty of blood (at one point a gout of blood splashes over the camera lens), hear lots of gunfire from a variety of weapons, and dodge pieces of scrap metal as vehicles explode; but no kisses and no sex. Whew!
By the way, that scrap metal is the only time I felt 3D was used properly, so don't $pend extra for the 3D upgrade!